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Title: Stewart, Frances to Beaufort, Harriet, 1810
CollectionRevisiting Our Forest Home, The immigrant letters of Frances Stewart [J. L. Aoki]
SenderStewart, Frances
Sender Genderfemale
Sender Occupationunknown
Sender Religionunknown
OriginAllenstown, Co. Meath, Ireland
DestinationCollon, Ireland
RecipientBeaufort, Harriet
Recipient Genderfemale
Relationshipfriends (ex-pupil - ex-governess)
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Partial Date
Doc. Type
Word Count749
Genrefamily life, news
Transcript[1810]: July 3
To Harriet Beaufort, Collon, Ireland

July 2nd-3d I mean
finished 4th

My dearest Harriet

I really do thank you greatly for your nice kind long letter and for all your advice which you seem to be a little afraid of my not thanking you for. But I know I always want advice & I like to have you give it to me. I feel so odd without any one to advise or order me & I am sure I hope I am doing without orders as you my dearest Moome wish me. But pray don't be too
sanguine & expect too much for then when you come you will be woefully
disappointed. I know I have been very idle whilst Lou was here but I don't
think I could have done much more. Now do pray imagine that I have done
hardly any thing and you will judge when you come whether you were right
or wrong. Very often when I began a letter to you I had determined to write
only very little at a time but some times when they saw me writing to you
they gave me things to tell you which obliged me to send it to you that day, & at other times I got so deep in what I was telling you that I ran on without considering. Now for the questions. 1st — it was in Percivals Ceylon that we read the account of the Ichneumon, at least I believe & think so. 2 — It was that every new language we acquire is like another eye....
I admire Ellen, dear Ellen. I think the description of her amusement
at the strangers awkwardness in rowing her little boat is very well described. There were a good many parts which I unluckily missed when
they were reading it out, but I intend to read it whilst the Society Lady
is here & then I will tell you my full opinion. I think some of the, indeed, all the descriptions, are beautiful St I think Scott shines in description.
I have at last very nearly finished the Lay which you may remember I
began before you went away at the corner of the card table. As I don't
sit there now I read it when I can between the first & second dinner
bells. I admire it (if possible) more than ever. It comes first. Lady next & Marmion next. I intend to read Marmion again whilst I have the other
two fresh in my memory. We, at least, I am greatly entertained with dear
Ld. Nelson. I hear very little but what I do I like. He mentions Francises
friend Hillyers & praises him immensely.
Oh! dear Harriet, I wish you joy of dearest Francis, both for his promotion
& his prospects of (I hope) future domestic happiness. Is Miss
Wilson pretty in her face. I know her figure is like Miss O'Beirnes. I suppose you have heard of Kitty Stapless choice. Bess Ruxton is very busy
buying her wedding cloathes. Every body seems to me to know it for Mrs.
O'Beirne mentioned today in a letter to Mrs. Waller and Miss Savage
talked quite freely of it to us & all the Rosstown people seem to know
it too. Mr. Barry is to be in town tomorrow to settle all his affairs &
they are to be married at Rosstown as soon as possible. Mrs. Ford & all
are in love with Mr. Barry. Margaret Barry is going to be married to a
Captain Ammery of her brothers regiment. Tell Louise the backs of the
Card cases are 101/2 inches long by 33/4 broad, the pockets 21/2 inches
deep by 33/4 long. We have a fine patch of Mignonette blown in our garden
& a good deal more coming. Every rose tree has three or four buds
so I am at last convincing Bess that something will grow in it. My sweet
peas are improving. Our Rockets are out of blow now. They were not
quite to be despised. If I could once arrive at weeding up all the grass
it would be very nice. Ask Uncle Beaufort what we are to do with Wms
great umbrella. I will take care of his hat & coat. I am a goose - you need
not ask him about the umbrella — I know he is to take it.
Love to all from your own child,
Frances Browne.
Bess is better. So is Anne.